New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1887-02-02

family in better days, began BY telling
of the great difficulty she had in find.
ing Estelle, and then made known the
object OF her visit. There was to be
given q grand fair for the benefit of
the poor, and in picking out young
ladies to serve at the various tables
none we're 50 fitted, not only to grace
this occasion, but also to bring her
self forward, as Estelle Her wit, vi
vaclty and esprit were needed and she
| must come. The young lady begged to
be excused. She had not gone out
since her fathers death, two years be-
| fore, and she took no interest in such
things. After much conversation, and
alter exactlng a promise that she
should enter and leave the hall dis
gulsed, she consented. It was with
difficulty her brother Jerome gave his
consent, but, as usual with big broth
els, he succumbed., She would assist,
but in a very retired way, and where
she would not be recognized.
There are some who can recall the
brilliant week at the old French opera
house when the fair for the poor was
given, in 1855. New Orleans talked
about it for several seasons afterward.
The preparations were great and the
result warranted the anticipations Of
the ladies that participated. The
auditorium was foored over even
with hestage, and in this broad prom
enade booths were erected of gorgeous
material, where the dazzling eyes of
Creole beauties bewildered guests into
charitable extravaganza.
The streets were crowded with
arlstocracy's carriages, and color
footmen, radiant in rich liveries stood
around the great doorway ready for
their masters call. After the first
night fashionable society was agog
over the most remarkable feature Of
the entertainment. Everybody was
asking everybody else how one person
could know so much Of the private
life Of all soliciting her aid as did the
Gypsy fortune teller, "Who was she?"
and "where did she come from?" was
on the towns lips. From her dark
tent she had sent each Of her visitors
away filled with something akin to
awe. A small placard over it's en-
trance announced, fortunes told
here" and from the countenances
leaving the abode, the wizard must
have had remarkable powers. Before
the night was over crowds gathered
about her retreat, and her success
was on everybody's tongue. At mid
night she disappeared-no one could
say where.
She had given comforting words to
estranged lovers, severe ones to close
listed merchants; told correctly the
past histories OF leading citizens, and
SO befogged all, her words produced
as much effect as if she had been some
astrologer OF old. Instead of their be-
ing matter of sport and amusement
her representation were taken in
earnest. The next night there was a
rush to the mysterious gypsy's tent.
What had been said OF her the even"
ing before was more than corroborat-
ed. 1t was the fourth night of the
entertainment, and when the gayety
was at it's Climax. that a tall gentle
man pushed through the throng and
sought the gypsy's abode. Paying
her usual fee he inquired, "Can you
tell me the whereabouts of one whom
[ seek?"
The dark-eyed sorceress scrutinized
him closely in the dim light Of her tent
and in that musical voice that had so
charmed everyone replied:
"Hi can tell vo' what TO- yo' come
ERE" .
II pray you good mother let me
know"
"To look TO- what yo' ave no. seen
TO- long time, han she hiz hin dis loom.'
The gentleman was startled. He
looked closely at the little fortune
teller.
eyes! she not honly hiz hin deroom,
| but she ave saw yos."
His face flushed. ''Tell me, please"
said he, "where l can find her. Ihave
| just arrived from across the ocean
and will do anything to see her once
| more"
Han wha' TO- yo' come so far?"
'"To see her, nothing else"
Cow long you stay 'way?"
'"Two years.
cave all dose year no make yo'
change?'
'Not the least, little mother
| III III GGll W eL uISU 1lttil16 lllb SpGll
wild one r, would no. be right?"
4 The gentleman drew back in aston
| iShment.
"Han'er lass name commence wild
one hess?"
"Weird waman, who are your" he
exclaimed.
+ "0nepoor leetle gypsee; dat biz hall, y
she half whispered.
"Tell me, chen, will she receive me
as once she did,"
"She ave wait and wait TO- you,
but you are de most awfullest man
what l never see; you ave never
write one lettaire. -
II could not learn where she was. y
eyes! she wait TO you, han she sing
hevery night dat old song bout the
heart forevaira true, dat she used TIC
sing TO yo'."